Kairos gilds what Kronos gelds

Know, Venus wills aught Vulcan welds

 & Kairos gilds what Kronos gelds

Thy nose ring, Maid, I'd smelt today...

 Jade! Her visage jerks away.

Envoi-

Prince! Rather Heraclitus' River defeat Pleroma's Grace

Than Alexander's Mirror escheat Thy Face

Reponse- 

By Horos or Stauros, Word's womb or tomb,

Iyer the Irenaeus of this shruti as doom

Siddhantha- 

Either God, as Gorgon, pupils flints of Cupid

Or, Beauty's scruples are plain stupid.